歌曲 | Stacks |
歌手 | Fugazi |
专辑 | Steady Diet of Nothing |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
This time is real, | |
I feel it passing through the telephone, | |
No one is home now, | |
No one is home. | |
These stacks, | |
They keep me down, | |
So I build some more. | |
America is just a word but | |
I use it. | |
Language keeps me locked and repeating. | |
This time is real, | |
I see it passing by the avenue, | |
Nothing to do now, | |
There's nothing to do. | |
I see them spinning on, | |
So I spin out. | |
America is just a word but i use it. | |
Language keeps me locked and repeating. |